Song | Blow Ye Winds |
Artist | The Kingston Trio |
Album | The Kingston Trio At Large |
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作词 : Guard | |
'Tis advertised in Boston, New York, and Buffalo a hundred hearty sailors, a whalin' for to go." | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
They tell you of the clipper ships a-runnin' in and out. They say you'll take five hundred whales before you're six months out. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
The skipper's on the after deck a-squintin' at the sails. When up above the lookout spots a mighty school of whales. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
Then lower down the boats, my boys, and after him we'll travel but if you get too near his tail, he'll kick you to the devil. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
And now that he is ours, my boys, we'll bring him alongside. Then over with our blubber hooks and rob him of his hide. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
When we get home, our ship made fast, and we get through our sailin'. A brimmin' glass around we'll pass and hang this blubber whalin'. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. |
zuo ci : Guard | |
' Tis advertised in Boston, New York, and Buffalo a hundred hearty sailors, a whalin' for to go." | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
They tell you of the clipper ships arunnin' in and out. They say you' ll take five hundred whales before you' re six months out. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
The skipper' s on the after deck asquintin' at the sails. When up above the lookout spots a mighty school of whales. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
Then lower down the boats, my boys, and after him we' ll travel but if you get too near his tail, he' ll kick you to the devil. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
And now that he is ours, my boys, we' ll bring him alongside. Then over with our blubber hooks and rob him of his hide. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
When we get home, our ship made fast, and we get through our sailin'. A brimmin' glass around we' ll pass and hang this blubber whalin'. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. |
zuò cí : Guard | |
' Tis advertised in Boston, New York, and Buffalo a hundred hearty sailors, a whalin' for to go." | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
They tell you of the clipper ships arunnin' in and out. They say you' ll take five hundred whales before you' re six months out. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
The skipper' s on the after deck asquintin' at the sails. When up above the lookout spots a mighty school of whales. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
Then lower down the boats, my boys, and after him we' ll travel but if you get too near his tail, he' ll kick you to the devil. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
And now that he is ours, my boys, we' ll bring him alongside. Then over with our blubber hooks and rob him of his hide. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. | |
When we get home, our ship made fast, and we get through our sailin'. A brimmin' glass around we' ll pass and hang this blubber whalin'. | |
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow. |